Shalom Freedman

Gold Star - 4,892 Points (Troy New York)

How I Love The Quiet - Poem by Shalom Freedman

How I love the quiet
The early morning streets
With few people and fewer cars
The sounds of the wind and the birds
Which do not need to be heard-
The sound of my own voice singing alone its morning song-

How I love the quiet
Of the early morning
And how in my old age
I just enjoy walking along
And singing a song to myself
Into the surrounding silence.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 21, 2012

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